Health Is The First Muse, And Sleep

Language Is Fossil Poetry.

Echo Waits With Art And Care And Will The Faults Of Song Repair.

We Must Be Very Suspicious Of The Deceptions Of The Element Of Time. It Takes A Good Deal Of Time To Eat Or To Sleep, Or To Earn Ahundred Dollars, And A Very Little Time To Entertain A Hope And An Insight Which Becomes The Light Of Our Life.

Immortality. I Notice That As Soon As Writers Broach This Question They Begin To Quote. I Hate Quotation. Tell Me What You Know.

My Book Should Smell Of Pines And Resound With The Hum Of Insects.